Lyrics
Been done ready to have the last laugh
But where the fuck was any of y'all ass at?
Pity and apologies? Nigga, we past that
You won't hear me ask that, hit me on my CashApp
We finna let the blood flow out the wine glass
We finna let the blood flow out the wine glass
No more selling off our trauma just to eat trash
Or letting you deny the past to swerve the backlash, every day
I've been raising up out the mud
It's because I had to clean up before I work all of you niggas
Get all y'all together, pull the shirt off of you niggas
Taking y'all for all y'all worth, you fucking pilgrims
We've come for our percent
The return on the investment
Don't act like that we ain't met
Nigga, I'm talking reparations, do not try to fucking play me, nigga
Nigga, you ain't no threat
Nigga, you ain't no threat
Nigga, you ain't no threat
Nigga, you ain't no threat
Fuck what any muhfucking nigga said
I said nigga, you ain't no threat
Write the shit backward on your forehead
Look at your reflection and say it one more again
So broke off these loans I'm licking
Hot sauce off the back of my hand as a snack
The stomach pains feel the same as every panic attack,
But I know I shouldn't talk shit about all that
So self-aware, such empathy, trickle-down, indie rock loves trap
White DIY is a fucking dead end path,
And y'all can have this bullshit back